"Slash!" In an instant, the young man slashed towards the Purple Cloud City Lord with a sword, and directly burst out with a sword qi, the speed was extremely fast, and all the people did not react to what was happening.

"Poof!" I saw the Purple Cloud City Lord stop his steps, and a pair of hands fell high from the sky, and at this moment, the Purple Cloud City Lord's eyes were full of horror.

These hands were the Purple Cloud City Lord's, and everyone didn't see what was going on, and the Purple Cloud City Lord's hands were cut off by the young man.

"Ah!" In an instant, the Purple Cloud City Lord let out a miserable scream, his eyes were full of incredulity, they didn't expect that their hands would be cut off like this.

And the cultivation of the young man in front of him couldn't see through it at all, and suddenly the Purple Cloud City Lord had an idea in his heart: "I have met a Tianwu master!"

The surrounding people were stunned and stunned, and the young man in front of him, who looked weak, actually easily cut off the hands of the city lord of Purple Cloud City.

Normally, this existence like the sky, with the strength of the late stage of the Earth Martial Arts, the people of Ziyun City did not dare to provoke at all, but they didn't expect that his son had just died, and the hands of the city lord of Ziyun City would be cut off.

Zhou Zijian's eyes showed a cruel smile: "You have to be crazy but don't bark in front of me, otherwise the end will be very miserable, understand?"

The city lord of Purple Cloud City quickly operated the spiritual power of his inner body, sealing his wounds and preventing the flow of blood, at this time, his eyes were full of fear, like a little 'chicken' pecking rice, and nodded again and again, "Understood, understood." ”

Seeing this scene, the guards behind the Purple Cloud City Lord all had a thought in their hearts at the same time: "The sky has changed!"

The city lord of Purple Cloud City, who was still crazy a second ago, is now in front of this young man, he doesn't even gasp for breath, and his eyes are full of fear.

"Let me ask you, when was your son killed?" Zhou Zijian said lightly, but there was a faint killing intent in his tone, and this killing intent was invisibly permeated the air.

The Purple Cloud City Lord endured the pain of his arms being chopped off, and said tremblingly, "Just over half an hour ago. ”

"It seems that it's still too late, Sihui, I want to see how you 'get' the Soul Eater Worm. Zhou Zijian was still depressed at this time, it had been so long, and Miss Sihui hadn't gone to look for her, so it meant that the soul devouring worm in Miss Sihui's body had been expelled, and she would have died.

Zhou Zijian didn't believe that there would be a master of the Shenwu period to help Miss Sihui contact the injuries on her body, even if there was not a single Shenwu master in the entire Zihan City, it would be said that these remote places were not at all.

Duan Chuchen was carrying Miss Sihui on his back at this time, and the Spirit Swallowing was lying on Duan Chuchen's body, moving out quickly, and directly casting the "Xuantian Spirit Seal" to move wildly.

Feeling the two balls of 'meat' in front of Miss Sihui's 'chest' constantly rubbing against his own quilt, Duan Chuchen's heart had a strange feeling.

Miss Sihui was puzzled: "Out of the dust, why are you in such a hurry, the Purple Cloud City Lord is just a master of the late stage of the Earth Martial Arts, we have already run so far, there is no need to run so fast." ”

The speed at which Duan Chuchen moved was too fast, Miss Sihui lay on Duan Chuchen's back, and felt the shaking ten distances, and she was seriously injured in the original body, and she couldn't bear such a violent shaking now, and her body was uncomfortable for a while.

"There's no way, we made such a huge incident in Purple Cloud City, if Zhou Zijian's people come, they will guess that it is us after a little inquiry, I think we should run away." Duan Chuchen's heart was full of caution.

In the nearly two years since it came out, there have been several times because of several immaturity, and then the enemy has a chance to kill him, and the dust slowly began to mature during this period.

But when Duan Chuchen killed Liu Hong and the others, he was extremely angry in his heart, he didn't think of such a thing at all, and when he knew how to calm down, he realized that he was too impulsive.

Duan Chuchen continued to operate the virtual sword in his body, and Duan Chuchen suddenly felt that the spiritual power transmitted by the virtual sword did not seem to be as fast as before.

"Whoa~~" Suddenly, Duan Chuchen felt that the purple-red 'colored' little sword in his body seemed to have lost its previous brilliance, and there was a hint of dissipation.

Slowly, the transmission of spiritual power became slower and slower, and after running for two hours, Duan Chuchen felt shocked, at this moment, the purple-red 'colored' virtual sword actually became very dim, and he would never transmit spiritual power again! He slowed down his pace, and finally stopped directly.

Miss Sihui's eyes were full of questions, and before Miss Sihui could ask, Duan Chuchen had already replied, "There seems to be something wrong with my spiritual power. ”

Miss Sihui was suddenly shocked: "Let's not hurry, hurry up and find a place to take a look and find out the reason in your body." ”

After a while, Duan Chuchen found a tree 'hole' and hid in the tree 'hole', at this time, Izuchen continued to run the purple-red 'colored' small sword in his body, but the little sword didn't react at all, as if he had lost contact with Duan Chuchen, Duan Chuchen's face 'color' instantly froze, and he was lost to the extreme.

Originally, he couldn't absorb the aura between heaven and earth at all, and then he had a purple and red 'color' virtual sword, and the purple and red 'color' virtual sword could help him absorb and refine a higher level of spiritual power by himself, so that he could improve his cultivation to the middle stage of Fanwu in less than three years, but now the purple and red 'color' little sword is actually disobedient!

Without the help of the purple and red 'color' virtual sword, he would be a waste, and the word "waste" kept appearing in his mind at this moment.

Duan Chuchen felt that he was about to vomit blood, and Duan Chuchen shouted frantically in his heart: "Move!

But no matter how hard Duan Chuchen tried to run him, it seemed that the purple-red 'color' little sword didn't have a little reaction, if there was no purple red 'color' small sword, then he wouldn't be able to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth in the future, and the spiritual power in the body of Chuchen at this time had already been exhausted because of his escape, and there was no trace of spiritual power at all.

At this time, there is not much difference between Izuchen and an ordinary person, except that his physique is stronger than that of ordinary people.

He constantly sensed the purple-red 'colored' sword in his body, and constantly connected with it, and a trace of anxiety slowly appeared on Duan Chuchen's face.

Seeing the anxiety on Duan Chuchen's face, a trace of disgust suddenly appeared on Miss Sihui's face, and she secretly thought in her heart: "Generally, a martial artist who has a problem with spiritual power has not been saved for a lifetime, and has become a waste person since then, such an example is not uncommon, if Chuchen becomes a waste, I think I should run away by myself, otherwise he will affect me." ”

Time passed day by day, and before he knew it, five days had passed since Duan Chuchen had cultivated in the 'hole' of the tree, and a trace of joy finally appeared on his face at this time.

The purple-red 'color' virtual sword will absorb the aura again at this time, but it is more than ten times or even dozens of times slower than the speed it already has! After the spiritual power of the previous stage of the dust was consumed, it would not take a few minutes to fully recover to the peak, but now if you want to fully recover, then it will take almost half a day.

Now Duan Chuchen no longer dares to use the spiritual power in his body, and he can only fight quickly when fighting with people, once his spiritual power is exerted, then there is no chance of recovery at all, and a martial artist without spiritual power is like an ordinary person, who can only face the slaughter of the enemy.

He observed the purple-red 'colored' virtual sword in his body, and the virtual sword seemed to have been damaged, becoming very dim, and could only slowly absorb the aura between heaven and earth.

Suddenly he had an idea in his heart, Duan Chuchen had already guessed that the purple red 'color' virtual sword might be related to the sword spirit, if he went to the Heavenly Sword Holy Monument, maybe he could find a way to repair the purple red 'color' virtual sword, at this time, Duan Chuchen just wanted to quickly go to Zihan City, and then find a way to repair the purple and red 'color' virtual sword in his body.

Now without the help of the purple and red 'color' virtual sword, his cultivation speed is even slower than that of ordinary people, and if he doesn't find a way to solve it, he is still like a waste.

However, Duan Chuchen's face finally had a hint of relief, and Miss Sihui asked excitedly, "Chuchen, how is it?

Duan Chuchen barely squeezed out a smile: "It's solved temporarily, but the recovery speed of spiritual power in the future is not as fast as before, and the speed of rushing will slow down in the future." ”

After hearing that Duan Chuchen had solved the problem, Miss Sihui breathed a sigh of relief in her heart: It's okay, it's just that the recovery of spiritual power is slower and nothing, at least he is still valuable now.

Where would Duan Chuchen have thought that Miss Sihui was actually such a person, maybe one day Duan Zhuchen would see Miss Sihui's face clearly.

After resting for 10,000 yuan, Duan Izuchen finally regained his vitality, he was never a pessimistic person, he always reminded himself in his heart that as long as he found the Heavenly Sword Saint Tablet, he would definitely have a way to repair the purple-red 'color' virtual sword! With this persistence, Duan Izuchen once again cheered up his 'spirit' and prepared to hurry.

The three of them had just walked out of the 'hole' in the tree, when a voice came from the sky, and the expressions on the faces of Duan Chuchen and Miss Sihui instantly froze.

"Finally let me find you, Sihui, I can't figure out how you survived to this day by me when you came down to devour the spirit worm!" In an instant, Zhou Zijian's figure appeared in front of the two.

There was a hint of hideousness in Zhou Zijian's eyes, and Duan Chuchen felt the pressure emanating from Zhou Zijian's invisibly, and felt a burst of horror in his heart......